IN THE EARLY DAYS - from Jerry Donahue When we first started the OP the “we” was a few gunners who gathered every Saturday to decide how we could improve the room. At that time the bar was to the left of the stairs as you enter and sunk back to the wall where an opening was to the dumb waiter that carried things like “beer” to the bar. The washroom was where the bar is now. There were two rooms on the floor also that, at times, were rented to officers passing through. One small room housed a worker who also became our bartender. His name was Gus. One noon hour on a Friday, Clair Haynes, who many of you remember, said to Gus, “Watch my beer Gus while I go to the bathroom”.” Sure,” said Gus and he took out his glass eye and put it in Clair’s beer. One of the many stories about the OP that should stir memories of the past. We worked on the OP on many a Saturday and as long as the beer lasted the work continued. One day Mac Mclellan and a friend were putting up wall paper on one wall. When they finished they sat on the floor and admired their work sipping on a beer. About five minutes later the paper fell on their heads. It took two more beers to stop laughing. Stories anyone?